I wrote this back in the beginning of August of 2008, so yes it is old...and brought over from my dA account.
Warnings:
ItaDei, pointless smut, slightly morbid, etc...
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Naruto characters.
In most people's minds it would be rather morbid to do anything intimate in a place that people had been murdered, but Uchiha Itachi wasn't a normal person. In fact, the idea of doing something so vile in the very place he killed his family and mentally scarred his brother for life was oddly appealing, and because of that, he brought his new toy with him to have some fun.
Ragged breathing echoed through the empty room as Itachi slowly dragged his tongue along the soft thigh, skipping over the erect member and giving the other thigh attention. This of course earned a few moans from the blonde artist he had with him, but what annoyed the Uchiha was how much Deidara was fighting to keep from making any noise at all. Really now, was it that hard to just accept the fact of what they were doing wasn't going to end no matter how quiet he was? Besides, it's not like their lovers would ever find out. Who would dare to look in the abandoned Uchiha compound for two S-ranked criminals who happened to be damn near having sex? Sasori and Kisame would never even think that their lovers were cheating….
"I h-hate you, u-un…" Deidara growled while trying not to moan again.
"I know, Deidara, I know…and yet…you won't ever leave me completely," he chuckled while pushing the blonde onto his back. "I could blackmail you so easily."
Trailing harsh kisses along Deidara's chest and neck, Itachi couldn't help but to smirk and the little noises he was finally coaxing out of the blonde with little effort. Yes, he would destroy Deidara's relationship with Sasori if the blonde ever thought of leaving him without a toy to play with, and then with Sasori out of the picture, the blonde would have no other choice but to return to Itachi. The only flaw in that plot of his was that he wouldn't have Kisame around if his escapades with Deidara were revealed, but he would never let the blonde realize that. Though, he had to admit that he was somewhat surprised that Deidara hadn't thought of that himself. The bomber wasn't stupid; otherwise, he would have never made it into the Akatsuki in the first place. Oh well…he wasn't complaining. Maybe the blonde secretly liked their forbidden moments together.
Finally unable to wait any longer, Itachi thrust himself into Deidara without warning. It was a good thing the blonde was so used to being uke since he was able to hide the after effects of sex so well. No one ever caught on….
"Damn y-you!"
Ignoring Deidara, Itachi went at the pace he wanted to go at. He was never the gentle type when it came to sex, unless he was the uke with Kisame, but that was different. Oh so different. Relishing in the fact that he had the say in this twisted relationship, Itachi quickly grabbed Deidara's member and pumped him until the other male reached his climax and stilled, Itachi following after a few more thrusts. Resting on top of Deidara, Itachi smirked at the panting blonde.
"You know you love this," he whispered while recovering rather quickly.
"You're a s-sick and twisted b-bastard, un."
"If only you knew…" Itachi muttered to himself while glancing over to the blood stain on the floor not too far away.
